WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3



[The week begins as last week began. But there's is a great difference-murder. It has happened. Blood has been drawn; it cannot be undone. The Game has made itself known. The Game is paramount. The Game simply is.

As morning dawns, those who were not present with the DEAD lock will find that the doors that were locked are now gone-and a whole new area has finally opened up to them. They will also find that they remember something they had not been able to recall beforehand. The question is, was it worth it?

And-is it you, or is the ship getting...colder as the hours go by? No, it's not just you. By the end of Sunday, the ship has started to dip into freezing temperatures. It might be difficult for people to bundle up-unless you're Brain, who will find his closet inundated with winter clothing that fit him perfectly.

Yup. This is going to be a long week, as if last week wasn't bad enough.



There are currently 16 strangers in this place.]

Comments

[exequte]

[Akane still doesn't even know who the person in her photograph is, but she's also not about the punishment lyfe based on what those have been so far, so she takes the her doll, who has brown hair, brown eyes, and a vaguely worried expression to the hall, dresses him in a random assortment of clashing items that somehow feels appropriate, and then sits down by the wall and studies him, trying out different names.]

Hm. Alex? Or... Matthew? No... Jasper? Michael?

[Squint...]

Maybe something Japanese...?

[unpossibilities]

[Kaito strolls over.]

...Don't remember your new little friend's name, huh...?

[He sits down next to her, holding up Maki.]

I've just got Maki here, so...

[exequte]

[She shakes her head, smiling up at him a little wryly.]

I guess I lost my memories of him? I've been wondering since yesterday why Ze- Delta thinks he's important enough that I would want to kill someone for him.

[But, they have a game to play, right? So, putting on a low, gruff voice, she picks up her little doll and holds it roughly in front of her face, in the direction of his.]

Hi, Maki! I'm Bill!

[unpossibilities]

Yeah, I...I lost my memory of Maki, too. And just got it back when I saw her, so...

[Kaito clears his own throat.]

Hi. [The voice he puts on is cold. Stoic. Feminine, but it's guarded.] Harukawa Maki. I'm the Ultimate Child Caregiver. [She pauses, as if trying to think of something to say, and Kaito moves her hand to twist at one of her pigtails a bit.] You don't remember much about yourself, huh?

[exequte]

Nope! Total amnesia! Medical science is baffled! I think I'm probably from the moon!

You ever been there?

[She is now trying to keep from giggling, with only limited success.]

[unpossibilities]

The...moon? No. I live on Earth.

[Kaito snorts softly, but Maki-doll looks...stumped.]

Why would you even think that? ...Do you want to die?

Maki--I know old habits die hard, but...

...Sorry. I didn't mean to say that. [Maki-doll doesn't seem sincere, but she also mostly just seems grumpy.]

[exequte]

Erm.... Not... particularly?

But I figure the fall from there to here might cause amnesia. Heck. What's your theory?

[unpossibilities]

Maybe the mastermind did it. [Maki-doll paces the ground.] I was forgotten, too. I forgot...things were...forgotten. But I turned out to be important, too. That was taken away...I don't know how. Or why, but...you're probably important, too.

[Maki-doll pauses.]

...do you think you're important, at least? ...Maybe you've forgotten your friends. I don't know.

[exequte]

[.... This has become strangely meta. So, after a brief pause, Akane makes her doll shrug.]

You hungry?

[unpossibilities]

[...Kaito may be projecting.]

Yeah. A little.

[godspiousjasper]

[ He's carrying his little doll VERY carefully as if carrying an actual person, pausing when he sees her doll's little face. It sure reminded him of someone.

Which is why he walked up with a smile. ]

If you don't mind... I have a suggestion of what you can name him, Miss Akane.

[exequte]

Huh?

[She looks up, startled by the suggestion but not unhappy about it.]

Oh, okay. I can't really remember anything about who it's supposed to be....

[godspiousjasper]

Our memories being tampered with truly does make this a little troublesome, doesn't it?

[ He looked to the little doll, pretended to be in thought, then nodded. ]

Junpei. That seems to be the best name for him.

[exequte]

.... Junpei?

[She considers this as she turns the doll around to look at him again, raking her brain to-

Wait.]

This is Jumpy??

[But... yes, thinking about it, she really can't remember what he looks like, so it might be.

It is actually mildly upsetting news, because...]

But... but why would it be him? I haven't even seen him for... it's been almost ten years, I think.

[godspiousjasper]

Jumpy?

[ So she at least had some knowledge of him. That was useful to know. ]

Zero seems to think he's someone important to you, so i'd guess the answer lies in what you can't remember.

[exequte]

We... we were childhood friends. He gave me a doll.

[That, for some reason, makes her pause and swallow.]

We went to Elementary school together for a little while.

[godspiousjasper]

Ah? Is that so?

[ A small exhale. Something crosses his features, then he steeled himself and continued on. ]

Did he... give you a nickname too?

[exequte]

Um... He'd call me Kanny. Aoi would too. But...

[She is looking up at him now, clearly puzzled by this.]

Did... did something else happen?

[godspiousjasper]

[ This definitely proved some things right on some level. Which means that information was quite accurate, but also... damn. He'd been quite obvious, hadnt he? ]

You could say that, yes. On Sunday.

[exequte]

[.... ah? But her expression, as she looks up, is concerned... for him.]

... are you all right?

[godspiousjasper]

[ That stops him short as he was halfway to plastering on a smile and being on his way, his gaze briefly lingering on the doll he's carrying. ]

I truly wish I could say that all is well, but I have not been the type who wishes to lie to others.

[ A soft sigh. ]

Perhaps everything I have been seeing has become a little... much. Not even prayers to the Lord have been able to sooth the unrest I still feel even now.

[voidseeing]

He looks like a 'Hiroshi' to me.

[How interesting that she doesn't seem to remember just who her doll is supposed to be, though...]

[exequte]

Hiroshi? Hm. It sounds as good as anything I've come up with so far.

[not_a_lego_maniac]

Oh, what about Waldo?

[Hey, it's Zack with a...doll with a scribbled in face!]

[valkavian]

Y'know, where I'm from a new vampire's gotta prove their worth, so we give 'em a trial name before then. Sort of an initiation kinda deal.

[ Yes, she is suggesting you give Jumpy a weird hazing ritual name. ]